The Unknown

     Ramifications for my actions were made known to me today. The consequences were described with the first making a small tribute in order to further discourage me from playing with her little toy without permission in the future. Further, my penalty for getting off without permission would progressively worsen each month depending upon the number of inappropriate wankings. The financial penalties are such that I will certainly do my best to avoid inappropriate touching in the future. This tribute will be made very soon.

     I also learned that I am now not trusted to edge for the foreseeable future and that if/when I am allowed to edge, I must be viewed on camera to ensure compliance. It saddens me that I will not be allowed to edge as it has been one of my favorite activities, but I can certainly understand your decision, ma'am. I had agreed on cock ownership and did not fulfill my part of the bargain.

     The next consequence of my poor behavior to satisfy you is to bear future pain that I am to inflict upon myself, under your supervision using a camera or sending photographic proof. This consequence does worry me due to the unknown form of punishment. All types of torture have run through my mind: CBT, NT, Anal Play.... I would prefer that you supervise this consequence using a camera in order to ensure full compliance. I hope to schedule a time convenient for both.

     I do wish to mention that despite learning of the consequences, you did provide yet another task to complete during my work day. I was instructed that I would be allowed to get off within a certain time by relying on my memories of your beautiful feet. The caveat included was that if I could not focus on your feet only, I had to quit wanking.

     Once again, I quickly entered an empty restroom, dropped my pants and underwear, grabbed your rock hard little toy, and began stroking. Immediately, visions of your delightful, sexy feet and toes entered my brain. I recalled worshipping your toes the first time we met and heard your hot moans as I sucked each little toe on both feet. I even remembered the "Roman-like" sandals that you wore and removed when you "broke my cherry!" Memories included running my tongue from your heel, down your sole, to your exquisite toes. I also had visions of your feet pics that I post here.

     It didn't take long for me to squirt yet another large load of semen to the floor. Quickly cleaning up my mess, I zipped up your toy, exited the restroom and reported back to you as requested.

   
     Honestly, ma'am, I do not recall ever having more intense orgasms than I have had at your instruction and guidance. (I hope that the proof of my filth does not turn your stomach, ma'am). The opportunity was unexpected, yet very much appreciated.

     Wishing you a wonderful evening, ma'am, as well as a stress-free Wednesday! I can't wait to hear from you (indeed, I am one fortunate slave despite not knowing the pain that is sure to be inflicted!)

Your little toy ;)